Disclaimer: I own Lexus Richards.
Pairings: MarsxOC, etc.
Summary: He was her former best friend and an old love. And she thought everthing was said and done. But it wasn't. It was all just starting over again.
Close To The Flame
by: Madame Morrison
Prolouge
Have you ever fallen in love before?
Have you ever fallen in love ... with a criminal?
I have.
I thought he was the one, even though the two of us were way different. But I didn't look at him as that way.
Sixth grade was where I met him for the first time. Back then, he was just a normal kid. Well, not exactly everybody's definition of normal. But he was to me.
We immediatly clicked, Mars and I. The both of us always hung out with one another. He spent a lot of time sleeping over my house, because he never did get alone with his adoptive family. And every day, when we'd take walks into the city, he'd always look out for me, just in case creeps came up to us. I loved how he protected me. He was like, my little guardian angel.
Mars and I became closer and closer every day. We knew each other's every secret, every little part of our lives. Every like and dislike and every little pain and pleasure. He even told me about his folks and what happened when he was three. That was something, that he didn't spread around too much.
Sophmore year. He started getting into drugs. Mars began turning into something different. Changing into someone who I had no idea was. I tried asking him what was making him do this. I tried convincing him to stop. But he was already pulled in.
Junior year. He was more heavily addicted to his substances and gotten arrested more than enough times. It was getting pretty hopeless. I didn't know what to do anymore. I was getting worried that I was going to have to just let him go. I was losing my best friend by the second.
One night, I didn't hear from Mars at all. I figured he was just out doing shit again. I decided to go visit his house, see if he was there, or if his folks knew where he was.
But as I arrived there, I opened the door and saw bodies lying everywhere. His mom was stabbed multiple times, lying in a pool of her own blood. And his father's brains were painted all over the wall. I was horrified. I had to find Mars quick.
I scattered out of there as fast as I could. I hopped back into the car. I searched for him everwhere in the city.
Coming up a highway, I came close to a gas station that was surrounded by cops. I pulled over near it.
I watched as the police pulled out somebody. I couldn't see who it was. I only spotted the person wearing a gray hoodie.
I got out and took a better look. It might've been him.
And it was.
I watched as the officers hauled him off to the cars. His hood covered most of his face. But those eyes.
His eyes.
They weren't the same like they were. The light had left them. They were black, and dead. The pair of them gave me an icy feeling creeping every inch of me.
After everything that we had been through, I gave my heart out to him. I loved him. He was the one I trusted and cared for most in the world.
But something had taken over and him. And now...
I had lost him.
